Page 47 of Untouchable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #1)

I hold her gaze and say loud enough for everyone to hear. "Rule #8: If you don't apply the discipline appropriately, you will be disciplined."

Rosa lets out another excited "Fuck me!"

I step up to Mandy so that our tits touch.

When I lean over to whisper in her ear, my bodice rubs her nipples, making her hold her breath.

I lay the crop on her neck and drag the binding down as I whisper in her ear.

"You will find that discipline can be pleasurable.

" I blow in her ear and down her neck, following the path of the crop as I back away.

Releasing the pressure from my presence, I take the crop and roll the tress lightly around each point of each nipple, then push down roughly, so it springs back into place.

She closes her eyes.

Again, I drag it gently, teasing them.

Her legs are quivering.

When she opens her eyes, she gives me a piercing look. I hand the crop to her again and back away. "Mandy, please apply the appropriate discipline to TD's ass. Remember, he is a bad boy."

She eyes it with new understanding and then pulls it back, pauses at the top, then swings it forward. But right before impact, she hesitates. It smacks his right butt cheek with little velocity, but his body flinches, and his ass clenches nevertheless.

She stares for a few moments at his ass.

I smile. "Try again. That didn't satisfy you at all."

Not taking her eyes from his ass, she walks to the other side and pulls the crop back, needing to see his reaction.

This time she swings with more force, and right at the end, she flicks her wrist. The crop smacks his skin with a crack.

His ass constricts, and his hips hunch. Her eyes get shiny again—her breathing excited pants.

"Now you're feeling it."

She looks at me with both appreciation and anticipation. She boldly steps to TD's face and commands him. "Kneel before me."

He drops to his knees.

"Suck my tit!"

He latches on and sucks her hard.

She moans, then pulls away from him.

He moans in misery. His cock thumps the air.

"Show me your cock."

He leans back and pushes his cock up. He pushes the head down with his thumb, and it rebounds, wagging in the air. She spits on it, and he moans.

"Stroke it for me." She teases him.

He doesn't need to be told twice. His hand wraps around it, and he begins to pump himself. He moans and falls forward as he whacks himself off. Too far gone to stop now, he loses himself in his pleasure.

She walks around behind him and aims. Then she commands him. "Faster, bitch, faster!"

He increases his speed, and the sound of his meat smacking fills the quiet room.

This time when she rears back, she knows she needs to feel it. She needs to feel his pain to give her pleasure.

With one smooth, fluid backstroke, she delivers a blow so fierce and firm that it takes him by surprise.

The crack resonates around the room. He stops stroking and yells. "FUCK…. ME!"

Mandy's eyes are shining.

TD grabs his cock again and begins to whack off at an even faster pace.

"Faster, Bitch, Faster!" She crushes his ass with another might blow.

He shouts, "FUCK YEAH!" Climaxing, shooting his semen.

There is dead silence in the room, except for the repeating mantra of TD as he repeats, "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah." Finishing his orgasm, oblivious to everyone else.

Mandy stares at TD with his head hanging down and examines his ass and the two red welts that mark her dominance. Then she looks at me, and I think how pretty she is with her luscious auburn hair tousled from her swing.

She closes her eyes, leans her head back, and shakes her whole body releasing the passion. I see how beautiful and perfect passion is when it's expressed.

"Go, Baby, Go!" Charlie says as he watches his wife have her first 'orgasm' without fucking.

When Mandy opens her eyes, she looks directly into mine. "Seary."

I smile gently at her. She smiles wickedly back. I lower my voice again and say only to her. "Have him put his underwear on, then take the rest of his clothes to the cabinet, please. He isn't going to be needing them until he leaves tonight."

She hands the crop back to me, stands over him, dominating, and says, "Your punishment is complete." Then she leans over and kisses the top of his head, and whispers to him. "Later, baby. You did good." She picks up his briefs, hands them to him, then scoops up his clothes and flitters away.

He looks at me with a sheepish grin as he puts his underwear on. "Seary!"

I turn to the others. "I may be a virgin to the swinger lifestyle, but I am no virgin to sexual stimulation."

Bella starts to clap. Then, everyone joins in.

I strut to Darren rubbing my hands together in rhythm to my step.

Showtime!

"Since I'm an entertainer, I thought I would entertain you tonight."

Darren answers with "Fuck yeah!"

"That's the right answer. I like an enthusiastic crowd. Any questions?"

Mac raises his hand, making everyone laugh.

"The rules do not apply now. Speak freely."

He grins, "Cowgirl, you best repeat your rules. I can't remember a damn thing you said after all that."

Everyone laughs, and I run through them again.

"Rule #1: No touching me; Rule #2: No touching each other until I say GO; Rule #3: No touching yourself unless I say so; Rule #4: You may only say four phrases.

" I count them on my fingers. "Go, Baby, Go; Faster, Bitch, Faster; Fuck me.

Fuck yeah. Rule #5: With every orgasm, you will say, scream, or shout Seary; Rule #6: We will play Gorilla at the end of the night.

Everyone plays. No exceptions. I'll explain those rules when we play, but here's the twist. The last one to orgasm wins, and he or she will shout GORILLA!

The first one to orgasm loses, and they forfeit their right to pick partners for the next full year.

" I smirk and point at TD, who frowns, then pouts, but no one cares.

"Rule #7: If you break the rules, you will be spanked.

Rule #8: If you don't apply the discipline appropriately, you will also be disciplined. "

Mac nods. "OK. I think I got it."

Charlie tells everyone. "I don't know about enthusiastic, but I'm horny as hell now."

"That's the level of enthusiasm I'm after.

Just to be clear before we begin. This will be a group meeting, but not an orgy, but no private sessions either.

You'll understand when I explain how to play Gorilla.

I'm in control of everything. I will entertain y'all, which will consist of dancing for you as a group, but I will give some individual lap dances too. "

"Oh, oh, oh." Mandy raises her hand

"Yes, Mandy?"

"Can Charlie have a lap dance, please? His birthday is next week, and I promised him one, but I'm not good at it." She looks lovingly at him, and he gives her his best playboy smile. She looks back at me. "Pretty please?"

"Sure, Charlie gets a birthday boy lap dance for Mandy."

She jumps up and down, tits bouncing, then flings her arms around his neck and lays a big loud smooch on him, making everyone laugh.

"Anyone else want one?" I ask.

Mac raises his hand and winks at Rosa. She shakes her head, then points her thumb at him.

"Mac too, then."

I look at Brad and Darren. Neither of them asks, so I move on.

"The game of Gorilla will be the grand finale. Everyone good with the agenda?"

Darren laughs and bows to me. "I am speaking for the group when I say you can do whatever you want."

"Thank you, Darren. I guarantee you will all enjoy tonight. The mind is the most powerful aphrodisiac, and my job as a live dancer is to stimulate your senses. Fucking Fantasies is my specialty, and your job as a participant is to free your imagination."

Darren stiffens, and his eyes narrow. "What the fuck? Are you kidding me?" He looks at Angela, then back to me. "My God! Are you Seary? From Las Vegas?"

I nod. "Yes, I am."

"Do you dance at Been Jammin'?"

"Yes, I do."

"I'll be damned! Y'all, she's the main attraction at Been Jammin'; she's the headliner! The Star!"

Everyone stares at me.

"Bart is a Frat Bro of mine. He called me to tell me he had discovered a girl who could dance circles around his other performers, and he was going to turn her raw talent into a gold mine. Her name was Seary. That's you, isn't it?"

I laugh. "Yes. That's me. I'm the headliner, but technically Surreal is the main attraction and the star."

"What a small world! As soon as you said, Fucking Fantasies, the light went off. Bart told me he was raising capital and wanted to know if I would be interested. I sent my venture capitalist friend to check you out."

I laugh at that information. "And did he like what he saw?"

He laughs too. "He fell in love with you. He said the first time he saw you dance. He knew you were a winner."

"Did you invest?"

"I did."

"Well, I'll be damned. So, we're business partners?" I offer my hand to shake. "Nice to meet you."

He laughs and shakes my hand. "Likewise."

"And your local bro? Did he invest too? Do I have another business partner from around here I don't know about?"

"No, he decided not to. He said it would pose a conflict of interest and he didn't want it to blow up in his face."

"His loss." I shrug.

Bella asks. "What kind of dancing do you do exactly?"

"I do all of it, but my Fucking Fantasies niche is customized dance interpretation for maximum stimulation. That's what I'm going to give you all tonight. But let's not talk the night away. Let's get started."

TD agrees. "Yes, let's get to it! Please! Fucking Fantasies sounds fantastic."